Supreme Divine Book

In Han Chen's palm, there was a slight injury. A trace of dark red blood flowed down the blade of the sword.

With this move, it neutralized the attacks of the two people. There were many people in Fengcun who were secretly cheering.

Red Sleeves stared at the broken sword in his hand, momentarily at a loss. Following that, he once again charged forward along with the gloomy Wan Xiao, starting an even fiercer attack towards Han Chen.

The reason why he did this, was to grant his wish to avenge the loss of his arm. Because he was worried that there would be a change in the situation, he let Red Sleeve help him from the side. One of them was at the seventh level of Qi Refinement while the other was at the sixth level. Even though he had lost one of his arms, his strength was definitely above that of his red sleeves.

There was no suspense at all for the two to kill a fifth level Qi Refining cultivator. Even if Han Chen used the treasure "Haoyuan Mirror", it would be hard to win.

However, what happened now was quite different from what He Lai had expected. After fighting for so long, not only did Han Chen not use any treasures, he had a calm expression and was extremely calm in response. He didn't look like someone at the fifth level of Qi Refinement.

"This kid is weird, I actually made a mistake." I'm afraid that even if he did not use that treasure, Wan Xiao wouldn't be his match. " He Lai pondered on the inside and became even more determined to kill Han Chen. Leaving such a person with extraordinary potential would only bring about trouble and he must kill him in the cradle.

Shen Yu, Li Yun and the other disciples of the Mystical Peak, all had heavy expressions on their faces.

Amongst everyone present, the person who wished for Han Chen's death the most was Huayun City. He, an inner disciple who was proud of himself as a genius, had suffered a huge blow to everything since the day he had met Han Chen.

Especially the day before he came to the psychedelic forest, his two followers, Luo Zhong and Lu Bai, were even semi-crippled by Han Chen. More and more grudges piled up, causing Huayun City to already have the intent to kill.

"Red Sleeve, activate your innate divine ability." Wan Xiao said while attacking.

"Alright." Red Sleeve replied. Then, a faint gray halo surged out from his body. The image of a grey python suddenly appeared behind Red Sleeve.

"Innate divine ability, giant python."

Many people were stunned by the giant python divine ability. He looked at the ferocious python behind Red Sleeve's weak and frail body, and he felt that it was very incongruous.

Hiss! The python opened its mouth wide, and with a sou sound, it drew an afterimage in the air and pounced straight towards Han Chen. Han Chen frowned, he brandished the sword, and instantly unleashed the power of the sword.

"Phantom Sword Slash into the Sky!"

A seven or eight meter long black sword light collided with the giant python's shadow. BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! A heavy explosion sounded in the air, and the two sides' forces cancelled each other out.

It was at this moment that Wan Xiao unleashed her innate divine ability. Behind him, a golden sword-shaped shadow could be seen.

"Innate divine ability, sharp sword!"

Wan Xiao gave a loud shout as she saw the golden sword split in half. Four swords shot out at the same time, aimed for Han Chen's four vital parts.

Everyone's expression completely changed. This was the powerful attack of a seventh stage Refinement Stage martial cultivation. Could Han Chen still resist it? Shen Yu's beautiful face turned pale, and she grabbed onto Li Yun's wrist tightly. The latter was equally anxious.

Facing such an attack, Han Chen spread open his left palm that was dripping with blood, and released a burst of Martial Spirit Qi. Four red crescent moons flew out in quick succession.

When Feng Shan, Feng Yong and the others from Phoenix Village saw this move, they all revealed expressions of astonishment. Standing with Feng Ying, Lang Qiu's heart was slightly moved. Didn't he lose to Han Chen earlier on?

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The powerful destructive forces collided against each other. However, the newly comprehended skills of the "Flaming Phoenix Clan" were still unable to completely defend against Wan Xiao.

After a pause, the four red crescent moons were shattered. Immediately afterwards, Han Chen continued to swing out a few sharp sword images, finally stopping the opponent's attack.

The successive strong attacks were unable to put Han Chen at a disadvantage. The expressions of He Lai and the rest of the Tianshan Sect grew uglier and uglier.

As for the people of Phoenix Village, they were secretly cheering in their hearts. As for Wolf Village and the others who were being led by Wolf Roar on the other side, they had long been convinced by Han Chen's stunning performance.

In the psychedelic forest, whoever had the most fist would have the right to speak. Most of the men here admired those unyielding experts. Han Chen fought alone against two opponents with realms higher than him. The fact that he was still strong enough to be at a disadvantage made everyone present exclaim in their hearts.

However, the Wolf Village's chief, Wolf's Roar. The reason was naturally because a few days ago, they had helped the people from the Tianshan Sect. They had plotted against the Mystical Peak team led by Li Meng.

He had originally thought that he would have to rely on his many years of experience in the forest. If he could lure them into the group of bloodthirsty poisonous insects, he would be able to kill all of them. Who would have thought that the people of Phoenix Village would come out. Lang Xiao was just worried that the people of Mystical Peak would pursue this matter in the future.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

When the last bit of energy dissipated, Han Chen's body was as straight as a stick. Wan Xiao's eyes were filled with anger as she loudly cursed, "Smelly brat, I want to see just how many times you can block me."

With that, he activated his innate divine ability. Everyone present understood that this battle was about to end. Just then, Han Chen's eyes flashed with killing intent, his legs moved, and instantly flashed out. Their target was Wan Xiao.

How could Red Sleeve let Han Chen come over and stop him at the first possible moment? But just as she was about to take her first step, Han Chen instantly slashed at her.

"Phantom Second Sword, Slash Mountain and River!"

These two crisscrossing sword rays looked like a cross slash. Sensing the momentum behind this attack, Red Sleeve's expression changed slightly. He didn't dare to be careless and activated all of the martial energy in his body to resist.

After Han Chen slashed his sword out, he no longer cared about Hong Xiu. With a few strides, he arrived before Wan Xiao. The latter's face was filled with hatred as she thrust her sword towards Han Chen's heart.

"Stinking brat, die for me!"

"Humph!" Han Chen snorted, the sword in his hand clashed with the enemy's sword. Just as the two's swords were about to collide. Something unexpected happened. The sword in Han Chen's hand suddenly tilted, becoming extremely soft. The flexible sword coiled around Wan Xiao's sword like a snake.

The latter was alarmed and wanted to use his martial arts to shatter the opponent. In the next instant, Wan Xiao received Han Chen's pair of cold and emotionless eyes.

"Go to hell!"

The three clear words seemed to come from the mouth of the Grim Reaper. Everyone present felt their hearts clench, and their pupils constricted. Han Chen's left hand's index and middle finger had a blinding white light between them.

Hiss! With a flash of white light, the sound of a sharp weapon piercing through flesh resounded in everyone's ears.

The whole world became silent, eyes full of disbelief. Wan Xiao's neck was pierced by a sword. It was a broken blade, the exact one Han Chen had broken just now from the hands of the red sleeved disciple.

At this moment, the blade that was flashing with cold light deeply stabbed into Wan Xiao's throat.

The people of Phoenix Village, Wolf Village, Tianshan Sect, and Mystical Peak were all dumbstruck. Before this, a majority of people were still thinking just how long Han Chen could hold on. In an instant, things had changed so dramatically.

Wan Xiao's lips gently flapped, like a fish that was under oxygen. He wanted to say something, but no matter what, he couldn't make a sound. His face was filled with endless fear and hatred. His eyes dimmed as he looked at the youth before him in disbelief.

Han Chen's chest was violently rising and falling, and his face was slightly pale. His eyes were particularly bright. "You asked for all of this."

Bang! Wan Xiao powerlessly fell to the ground as the life in his eyes quickly disappeared. Even at the moment of his death, he did not understand how he had lost.

Not far away, Hong Xiu's complexion was ashen. She had already lost the courage to continue fighting. Not only her, even some other disciples of the Tianshan Sect felt an inexplicable sense of fear toward Han Chen. That youth's methods were really too ruthless.

Shen Yu's palms were all covered in sweat. Only now did she realize how worried and scared she really was.

Huayun City opened his mouth, looking somewhat dazed. At the same time, traces of fear arose in his heart. Previously, he was unconvinced because Han Chen had used the Haoyuan Mirror. He had to admit that his opponent's true combat strength was absolutely above his.

While everyone was still in shock, Tianshan Sect's He Lai was already burning with rage. "His round, staring eyes looked like they were about to spit fire." Brat, you should kill him? You really deserve to die. "

"Han Chen, be careful."

Shen Yu had only spoken before He Lai's palm landed solidly on Han Chen's chest, who was caught off guard. Bang! The heavy muffled sound caused the expressions of Shen Yu, Li Yun, Feng Shan, Lang Qiu and the others to change drastically.

Puff! A mouthful of blood sprayed out, and Han Chen was forced to retreat continuously.